The years when I was not the protagonist

At Taiqing Sect, when all the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, a group of monks in golden armor suddenly killed Taiqing Peak from behind.

Gu Chuan's face was slightly gloomy, this group of people actually held forbidden needles as thick as arms in their hands, and several monks who were proficient in formations were constantly calculating the corners of Taiqing Peak's defensive formations.

Most importantly, these people are still humans.

"It's a member of the Holy Child League." Qiu Xingwen stood beside Gu Chuan with a look of resentment. It's fine if the foreign race doesn't help his own people now, but he even helped the foreign race to attack the human race.

"You bastards are just giving the life of other people's slaves, you are very despicable..."

Senior Brother Wei cursed angrily, but the monks of the Holy Children's League didn't seem to hear them, they didn't stop their movements at all, and focused on breaking the formation.

Under the influence of the three parties, Taiqing Peak's large formation couldn't be held back for long, not to mention, a golden-armored monk from the Saint Realm came to the Saint Children's League, standing above him like a golden fighter, emitting golden light all over his body.

"Gu Chuan, defend the enemy with the Taiqing Sword Formation.

Xingwen, call ~first~people~”

Taiqing's head, Chuan Yinrumi gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

The Baishou Protoss and the Heliang Protoss are different from other protoss who have just recovered. They rose after the end of the era of gods and demons.

At the beginning, the ancestors of the human race also organized several sieges, but they were all hidden in the world deep in the void.

In addition, the human race has just experienced a great war, and it is time to recuperate, and then nothing will happen.

It's just that I didn't expect that the Protoss would start to recover after tens of thousands of years had passed. Some of the Protoss who died back then would regain consciousness from the torrent. They really are the darlings of the wild world.

Although the Taiqing Sect is one of the ten major forces in the Great Wilderness, the combination of these three forces cannot stand alone.

The Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder retreated into Taiqing Peak, staring closely at the golden-armored monk above.

After Qiu Xingwen received the order, he immediately collected Jiufeng's tokens, and took the blood of Jiufeng's disciples into a secret place in Taiqingmen.

Gu Chuan ordered his disciples to keep strengthening the formation, but the opponent had too many forbidden needles, and he couldn't take care of it at all. After a long time, a gap would definitely be opened in the formation.

All eyes were on Taiqing Peak, and none of the powerhouses in the Holy Realm made a move.

The Taiqing Sect only had three strong men in the Holy Realm, and they had to wait until they had the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy before making a move.

And the powerhouses of the three factions, including the Baishou God Clan, are also waiting. When the formation of the Taiqing Peak is broken, all the disciples of the Taiqing Sect will be killed, and the luck of the Taiqing Sect will be broken. At that time, it will be easier to kill people.

Seeing the disciples around him scatter out one by one, if the formation was broken, they would probably be broken one by one.

Instead of looking forward and backward to repair the formation, it is better to put all your eggs in one basket.

Gu Chuan's eyes turned hard, his face straightened, and he spoke loudly.

"All the disciples of the Taiqing Sect listen to the order and gather back immediately to form an formation~to meet the enemy~"

Gu Chuan, as the previous Holy Son, many people still listen to his words, especially the monks of his generation, who have basically become senior brothers and sisters who have the right to speak.

"The disciples of Huaqing Peak are already in place, forming the Huaqing Sword Formation~"

"The disciples of Zhiqing Peak are already in place, forming the Qingjian Formation~"

"..."

"The disciples of Longqing Peak are already in place, forming the Longqing Sword Formation~"

"..."

"Yuan Qingfeng's disciples are in place, join the Yuan Qing Sword Formation~"

Yuan Qingfeng only had two disciples, Gu Chuan and A Niu. Although A Niu was a little timid, he still stood up with one sword.

The Taiqing Sword Formation was originally a formation composed of nine people, and later evolved into a formation composed of nine peaks, which can be switched at will. After a while, there were more disciples from other peaks behind Ah Niu.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Gu Chuan looked at the anger in the eyes of all the disciples, and the sword array glowed with soaring aura, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away, and the rain disappeared.

"Open a large formation, kill the enemy, and defend our sect."

With a loud shout, Gu Chuan landed in the eyes of the Taiqing Sword Formation and activated the Taiqing Peak's defensive formation.

"Kill the enemy, defend our sect~"

"Kill the enemy, defend our sect~"

"Kill the enemy, defend our sect~"

"..."

A roar and a roar greeted Gu Chuan, and the voices of all Taiqing sect disciples resounded through the sky.

At this moment, they have no fear, only infinite courage. They want to defeat the enemy with the sword in their hands, protect the sect, and not lose the face of the human race in front of the alien race.

The head of Taiqing and several elders saw their eyelids twitch. Originally, they wanted to wait for Qiu Xingwen to wake up the ancestors before counterattacking, but they didn't expect Gu Chuan to be so bold.

But seeing how powerful they are, let them go.

What the elders and the sect masters had to do was to keep an eye on these experts in the Holy Realm, and not let such masters with crushing power end, so as to ensure their fairness.

"kill~"

Without waiting for the enemy to surround him, Gu Chuan took advantage of his familiarity with Taiqing Peak to kill him.

The human race was able to survive from the age of gods and demons because of unity, intelligence, and blood.

The Taiqing sword formation is a killing formation, with Gu Chuan as the head of the sword, like a sword without a handle, it entered the monks of the Holy Children.

As for the two alien races, they hated this Holy Son League even more, and when they killed people, they were even more angry, and their overall strength increased a lot.

There were not many monks from the Holy Child Alliance, and they were directly killed by Gu Chuan's men.

Not daring to stop, what the Taiqing Sword Formation wants is this indomitable momentum, the stronger the momentum, the stronger the sword formation.

Gu Chuan rushed into the White-headed God Clan non-stop. With him as the eye of the formation, as long as he did not end in the Holy Realm, he was sure to lead the disciples of the Taiqing Sect to kill three rounds.

"Hahaha, it's cool, it's really cool, disciples of Yuqing Peak follow, we'll kill this group of sons of bitches."

Senior Brother Wei kept waving the weapon in his hand, and handed his back to his fellow seniors. Half of his hair had been cut off, but he didn't care, and vented the anger in his heart to his heart's content.

"Senior Brother Wei, you say they are sons of a bitch, you are clearly insulting dogs, they are not even as good as dogs."

Some disciples echoed Senior Brother Wei loudly.

Senior Brother Wei laughed, "Ah, yes, they are not even as good as dogs, hahaha~"

"..."

They are using laughter to cover up their sadness, Taiqing Sword Formation pays attention to an indomitable momentum.

But it is impossible to guarantee the safety of every disciple. Whenever a disciple is seriously injured and unable to move forward, he will be abandoned by the Taiqing Sword Formation, and the entire formation cannot be affected by him alone.

It was cruel, but there was nothing they could do. From the moment they formed the formation, they were ready to be injured and abandoned.

Gu Chuan split the head of a Venerable Realm with an axe. Although the Taiqing Sword Formation was powerful, it couldn't hold back the enemy's numbers.

"Kill out~"

Gu Chuan's voice rang in the minds of Senior Brother Wei, Xiao Lin, A Niu, and every other disciple.

The disciples, who were already a little tired, changed their momentum once they heard that they were going out.

That is the hope for life, if you can, who wants to die.

The golden armored warrior standing above saw Gu Chuan's plan, and he made a move.

The golden giant sword standing in his hand swung down, and his whole body was shining with golden light, like a god descending from the earth.